He's On A Date

It’s ladies night, that’s why we’re here.

Just me an’ the girls, the music, an’ a cold root beer.

This guy at work said he might stop by.

But here comes casanova, by the look in his eyes.

 

He’s on a date.  I’m only dancin’.

He brought me a rose.  I don’t know why.

I’m just havin’ fun.  He’s already romancin’.

Now I know didn’t lead him on.

But man he’s really comin’ on strong.

I’d tell him but it’s too late, he’s on a date.

 

What makes him think he’s here with me?

Was it somethin’ I said this mornin’ at the copy machine?

Whatever it is, he’s way off base.

Mr. Cool keeps cuttin’ in on every slow song they play.

 

He’s on a date.  I’m only dancin’.

He brought me a rose.  I don’t know why.

I’m just havin’ fun.  He’s already romancin’.

Now I know I didn’t lead him on.

But man he’s really comin’ on strong.

I’d tell him but it’s too late, he’s on a date.

 

What can I say or do, that won’t crush him like a stone?

He doesn’t have a clue.  He’s goin’ home alone.

 

He’s on a date.  I’m only dancin’.

He brought me a rose.  I don’t know why.

I’m just havin’ fun.  He’s already romancin’.

Now I know I didn’t lead him on. 

But man he’s really comin’ on strong.

I’d tell him but it’s too late, he’s on a date.

 

Now I’d tell him but it’s way too late, he’s on a date.

He’s on a date.  He’s on a date.

 
 

Written by:

Josh Kear

Rick Holt